"Father, please don't say that! Since you have finally come out, it's time for our Mu Clan to regain control of the Dragon Master Clan." Moira tried to persuade Malcom.
Malcom glanced at his daughter and shook his head. Then he looked around at the members of the Dragon Master Clan and said, "Let's stop here. There's no need to kill each other anymore!"
His words reached the members present and most of them lost their will to fight.
"Malcom, you are the former patriarch of our clan. If you persuade your daughter to return the Mu Clan to the Dragon Master Clan, I'll let her go scot-free today," Rex said, seemingly showing a magnanimous gesture. But it was obvious that he was afraid of Malcom. Malcom had been one of the three strongest spiritual masters of the Dragon Master Clan since ancient times, and was also one of the most influential figures when the clan was at its strongest period. This man was old—much older than any elder in the Dragon Master Clan. However, owing to his powerful aura, it was impossible to see his actual age.
"Leave with your people, Rex. I am only here to see my daughters. Do not get in my way..." he warned in a calm tone.
Rex's face became rigid, but he wasn't willing to leave just like that. He growled, "Malcom! You will only let the Mu Clan fall into an irreparable situation by doing this."
Before he could say another word, a fearsome aura rushed towards him. His expression changed dramatically in that instant; he saw the murderous look in Malcom's eyes.
If he willed to do so, Malcom could kill Rex on the spot.
Realizing that it wasn't wise to provoke Malcom, Rex took a step back. He knew that Malcom always kept his promises, otherwise he wouldn't have kept quiet after Rex had washed his hands with the blood of the Mu Clan. Malcom said he was only there to see his daughters, so he wouldn't cause any trouble.
Finally, Rex waved his hand bitterly and ordered his men to retreat and departed in a sour mood.
Once they retreated, the members of the Mu Clan left as well, leaving Malcom, Marcia, Moira and Rocky behind.
"Marcia," Malcom said warmly. "I didn't expect that I would one day see you untie the curse seal of the spiritual race."
"Father, you were finally willing to come out." Like a child, Marcia cried with joy.
"I'm here to see you for the last time." Marcia's eyes widened in shock.
"The last time? What do you mean?" she asked, afraid of his reply.
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